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ATCHL 

CAST OF CHARACTERS. 

Prince of Wales Theatre, 
London, Sept. 21st, 1868. 

^ oun Adonis Fickleton i ^^'"- ^- J" Montague. 

LORD ADONIS i-lCKLETON ^ Mr. H. W. Montgomery. 

Sir Martin Mayduke Mr. Blakeley. 

Larkins {Valet to Lord Adonis) Mr. Hill. 

Lady Mayduke Miss Carlotta Addison. 

Emily Hargrave Miss Augusta Wilton. 

PERIOD, 1780. 

Time of Representation — 40 Minutes. 

SYNOPSIS OF INCIDENTS. 

Sir Martin Mayduke, an enthusiastic amateur botanist and inventor of 
a wonderful snuff, siflox nasiim pungens, is visited by Lord Adonis 
Fickleton, whose name suggests his character, who pays court to Emily 
Hargrave, the baronet's sister-in-law. Lady Mayduke, having learned 
of Fickleton's volatility, opposes his pretensions and tries to get rid of 
him, being resolved that he shall not trifle with her sister's affections. This 
results in the wager of a silver snuff box between the two, the lady wager- 
ing that he shall willingly leave the premises before the day is over, Fick- 
leton insisting that he will remain to secure his end. Then follows a 
series of moves in which each endeavors to outwit the other. Lady May- 
duke arouses the comical jealousy of her husband, hoping thus that he 
will send his lordship away, Fickleton assisting the situation in order that 
Sir Martin will remain close by his wife and thus allow Adonis greater 
freedom in paying his respects to Emily. This gives rise to a succession 
of absurd complications in the course of which Emily believes that her 
sister has succumbed to his lordship's blandishments, and Sir Martin furi- 
ously challenges the intruder to mortal combat, the confusion being height- 
ened by Fickleton's valet who helps to swell the fun of the piece by his 
clumsiness. When it seems as though Fickleton had won the wager, 
Lady Mayduke, feeling that she has the one resource of ridicule left, sends 



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him the forfeit agreed upon, having first filled it with her husband's won- 
derful snuff, as a pretended acknowledgement of defeat. Fickleton now 
presses his suit upon Emily, but, having mechanically taken a pinch of the 
famous snuff, finds his lovemaking turned into broad burlesque by a suc- 
cession of inopportune sneezes in the midst of his tenderest passages, the 
others appearing in the meantime, to witness his discomfiture. Seeing him- 
self thus outwitted, Fickleton contrives to make Lady Mayduke take a 
pinch of the snuff, she passing it on to her sister, and Sir Martin sneezing 
his head nearly off meanwhile. In the confusion of a general and irresist- 
able paroxysm of sneezing, the complications are straightened out, and 
Fickleton, proving in earnest for once in his life, secures the heart and 
hand of the fair Emily amidst a chorus of Atchis ! 



COSTUMES. 

Sir M. Mayduke. — Plum-coloured square-cut coat, canary-coloured 
waistcoat and breeches, top boots. 

Lord Adonis. — Marone velvet coat, light vest, silver grey satin breeches, 
shoes and buckles. 

Lady Mayduke. — Pink satin. 

Emily. — Blue satin. 

Larkins. — Livery. 

(The costumes may, with propriety, be entirely modern.) 

STAGE SETTING. 



Landscape Backing 
Shrubberij Shrubberij 

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+ ^ + 

■ • Tables eCKairs • H • "^ - 




Scene. — The Garden adjacent to Sir Martin's country house, taste- 
fully laid out in 3 G.; landscape backing in 4 g. Shubberies and flower 
beds up R. and i.., in the centre of which is an avenue of shrubs. Set 
house up R., with entrance R. u. E. All other entrances open. Rustic 
tables and chairs R. c. and L. c. Two rustic chairs up L. Grass cloth 
down. (N. B. If desired, a plain interior with entrances R., L., and c, can 
be substituted with propriety.) 



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PROPERTIES. 

Furniture as per scene-plot. Embroidery, letter and gloves for Lady 
Mayduke. Watering pot for Emily. Bundle of weeds, small digging- 
fork, morocco case containing snuft-box, gloves, eyeglass and nosegay for 
FiCKLETON. Small basket filled with bolonical specimens, small hoe, 2 
horse-pistols and 2 large swords for Sir Martin. Letter and money for 
Larkins. 

STAGE DIRECTIONS. 

The player is supposed to face the audience. R. means right; L., left ; 
C, center; r. c, right of centre; L. C, left of centre ; l e., first entrance; 
2 E., second entrance ; u. e., upper entrance, or one nearest the back; i, 
2 or 3 G., first, second or third grooves ; Up Stage, toward the back ; 
Down Stage, toward the foot-lights. 

R. R. C. C. L. C. L. 

Note : The text of the following pages is correctly reprinted from the 
original authorized acting edition, without change. The introductory mat- 
ter has been carefully prepared by an expert, and is the only part of this 
book protected by copyright. 





ATCHI. 



Scene. — Sir Martin Mayduke's country house. A garden taste- 
fully laid out — shrubberies at back, itt the c. of which is an ave- 
nue. Part of Sir Martin's house is seen at back r. Rustic 
table, and garden chairs in various parts of the stage. Lady 
Mayduke seated R. of R. table, employed with embroidery. Emily 
at back watering flowers with small watering pot. 

Emily, [looking off ) Oh, Mary, I see him — he's coming. 

Lady M. Who"? 

Emily. That dear, fat, rosy-faced, good-tempered, handsome, 
husband of yours, Sir Martin. 

Lady M. And pray is it on account of my " dear, fat, rosy-faced 
husband," that you are putting yourself into such a state of ex- 
citement ? If so, I shall be jealous. Is Sir Martin alone ? 

Emily. Yes, I mean — no, that is — I thought I saw — not that I 
looked 

Lady M. Exactly ; you didn't look, and yet you saw that my 
husband was not alone. 

Emily. 1 didn't say anything of the sort. I was only going to 
observe that — there was somebody with him. 

Lady M. Oh, that's quite a different thing, and I apologize — 
ha, ha ! and who is Sir Martin's companion ? 

Emily, [hesitating) How can I tell, they are so far off ? 

Lady M. What of that? no distance can be too great for such 
eyes as yours, that can see without looking — ha, ha ! 

Emily. Then 1 think that Sir Martin's companion is 

Lady M. The handsome, highly perfumed, and superlatively 
dressed, Lord Adonis Fickleton, adored by women without hearts, 
envied by men without brains, the leader of fashion, the focus of 
scandal, colonel of a regiment that has never seen service, master 
of hounds that have never seen a fox, owner of a yacht that has 
never seen salt water, and that's all — that's all ! 

Emily, [pouting) Lord Adonis, I am perfectly well aware is no 
favourite of yours, but remember, sister, I have had no experience 
of fashionable society beyond our county ball at Rugby ; and, 
therefore, can form no comparison between Lord Adonis Fickle- 

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6 A TCHI. 

ton and others of his class, I confess I think him very agreeable 
— very well bred 

Lady M. Oh, yes, the animal's breed is unquestionable. 

Emily. And as for good nature, you'll allow he must have an 
ample stock, or would he go out botanizing every day with Sir 
Martin, puUing up nasty weeds, digging up dirty roots? 

Lady M. At the risk of soiling his hly-white fingers, ha, ha ! 

Emily. Well, as his lordship came down to Fickleton Hall for 
one day only, and has remained a whole fortnight, botany must 
have some attractions for him. 

Lady M. No doubt. Who knows but he may have discovered 
some pretty wild, uncultivated flower, which he wishes to remove 
from it's present obscurity, and transplant to a richer and more 
luxuriant soil. [with intention.') 

Sir M. [uiithout L. u. E.) Now then, my lord, jump over the 
ditch ; if you stick in the middle you won't hurt, the mud's nice 
and soft. 

Lady M, Here they come. Run, Emily, and see that luncheon 
is ready, [risitig] and mind it's a good substantial one, for though 
Lord Fickleton only nibbles, my husband eats. 

(Emily ritns into house r. u. e.) 

Lady M. So, my Lord Viscount Fickleton, you think, like 
Cassar, you have but to come, see, and conquer. Your insipid 
gallantries may bewilder poor Emily's head, but they shall never 
reach her heart — no, I claim an elder sister's right to defend that 
citadel, my lord, and with no weapons but a sister's love and a 
woman's wit, I will compel you to raise the siege, depend upon it. 

(Exit L, I E.) 

Enter SfR Martin, l. U. e. , dressed in the costume of a country 
gentleman. He carries a small basket, in which are plants, 
weeds, &^c. , a small hoe in his hand. He is followed by Lord 
Fickleton, dragging a quantity of weeds after him with one 
hand, and carrying a large three-pronged fork in the other. He 
drops into the first chair he comes to. 

Sir M. Ha, ha ! why, my lord, you look what we Call regularly 
done up. 

Lord F. If the term " regularly done up," means thoroughly 
knocked up, it is singularly applicable to my present physical pros- 
tration. 

Sir M. Why, we haven't walked more than five miles. 

Lord F. Perhaps not ; but when one is encumbered with a 
colossal implement of agriculture like my friend here, [showing 
the fork) five miles appear fifty. 

Sir M. Ha, ha! I say, my lord, I hope you've got all my beau- 
tiful specimens quite safe. 

Lord F, Oh, yes, here they are. I've been dragging at least 



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a ton weight of them after me for the last hour and a half. By- 
the-by, friend Martin, the next time we go out botanizing together 
we'll hire a horse and cart, and I'll drive. 

Sir M. Ha, ha ! botany is a beautiful study. Look here, this 
basket's full of common nettles ; now, 'tisn't everybody knows 
that there are two sorts of nettles — nettles that sting, and nettles 
that do not sting, for instance, those do not sting, {taking out a 
handful of nettles) Oh, damn it, don't they ! {^flinging nettles, away 
and rubbing his hatids. ) 

Lord F. Ha, ha, ha ! 

Sir M. Here, John, John ! 

Enter Servant^<?w house, R. 

Help me to carry these confounded things into the laboratory. I'll 
soon be back, my lord, and help you to demolish the luncheon. 
Confound the nettles. 

Exit into house, R. John gathers up weeds, garden implements, 
is^c, and follows Sir Martin into house, R, 

Lord F. (seated L. of R. table) A plague on botanists in general, 
and friend Martin in particular. I've allowed him to make a vic- 
tim of me by trotting me out with him every morning for a whole 
fortnight in order that I might have free access to his house and 
the society of his charming sister-in-law, the fascinating Emily 
Hargrave. Really, there is an artless innocence, a rustic simpli- 
city about the dear creature that is absolutely attractive. Yes, I 
positively must add her to the already somewhat extensive list of 
my triumphs ; and, when I have gained her youthful affections, I 
shall — I shall consider what on earth I shall do with theni.(rM«) 1 
wonder where she is this morning, [looking off R.) She is generally 
down by yonder bed of flowers — tulips, I think she called them- — 
no, not tulips, wallflowers — no, sunflowers — no, cauliflowers — no 
— [still looking R. ) 

Enter Lady Mavduke, l. I. E. 

Lady M. [observing him) So, so, on the watch, I see. [approach- 
ing him) Good morning, my lord. 

Lord F. Ah, charming Miss Har — I mean my dear Lady May- 
duke, [aside) Her elder sister, a sort of dragon in petticoats. 

Lady M. But I ought to apologise, you were doubtless expect- 
ing some one else. 

Lord F. (r. c.) No, not I, I assure you. 

Lady M. [smiling) Indeed — are you quite sure ? 

Lord F. (l. c.) If you do not believe me, I am ready to declare 
most emphatically 

Lady M. Don't do that, or I certainly shall not believe you. 



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'^ Lord F. [forcing a laugh) Ha, ha ! you are pleased to be face- 
tious, [aside) She insults me grossly. 

Lady M. My lord, let us understand each other — I am no 
longer your dupe. 

Lord F. [starts) Madam ! 

Lady M. Nay, I beg you will hear me out, while I tell you by 
what means I have been enabled to form a more correct estimate 
of your character. This letter [producing letter) is from a very 
dear and valued friend of mine, Lady Mary Martindale ; I believe 
you know her. 

Lord F. Yes, that is by reputation. 

Lady M. That is precisely what she professes to know of you, 
for she says [reading) " You tell me you have made the acquaint- 
ance of Lord Adonis Fickleton. If report does his lordship jus- 
tice, you could not easily have found a more agreeable compan- 
ion — " 

Lord F. Her ladyship flatters me. [boiving.) 

Lady M. Wait a little, [reading again) "Or a more insincere 
man — in a word his sole ambition in life has apparently been to 
acquire the not very creditable character of a male coquette, 
whose flirtations have only been exceeded in their number by 
their heartlessness." Shall I go on ? 

Lord F. Certainly, unless the lady's description of me alarms 
you. [conceitedly.) 

Lady M. On my own account? Not the least little bit in the 
world, but I have a sister. 

Lord F. Surely, Lady Mayduke, you cannot for one moment 
imagine 

Lady M. That you love her? oh, dear no ; that you wish her to 
\o\e^ you? yes ! and therefore, my lord, I am candid enough to tell 
you that your absence from Mayduke Hall would not be consid- 
ered a positive calamity by its mistress, [with a low curtsey.) 

Lord F. A civil way of showing me the door, [smiling) And 
what if I were dull enough not to take the hint ? 

Lady M. That, my lord, would at once amount to a declaration 
of war between us; and, depend upon it, you would find me a 
most determined and indefatigable enemy. 

Lord F. While I am only striving to show myself a zealous and 
sincere friend. 

Lady M. [smiling) Indeed ! How so ? 

Lord F. By endeavoring to accomplish your slightest wish. 
[faking a small morocco case from his pocket) The day before yes- 
terday you were pleased to admire my snuff box, and regretted 
that you were not within reach of town in order to purchase a 
similar one to present to your husband on his birthday — this is his 
birthday, and here [opening case and showing a jewelled snujf box) 
is the snuff box. [presenting it to Lady Mayuuke.) 



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Lady M. This is indeed most attentive of you, my lord, and only 
makes me the more solicitous tliat you should no longer waste 
your valuable time here, but return at once to the scene of your 
former triumphs, where, doubtless, fresh conquests await you. 

Lord F. What ! leave my botanical studies ! run away from 
school ! no, no. 

Lady M. {nettled) Your voice is then for war ! 

Lord F. (bowing) I cannot resist the honor of having you for an 
antagonist. 

Lady M. Be it so. Before the day is past you shall consider 
yourself beaten. 

Lord F. [conceitedly) I will wager to the contrary. 

Lady M. Indeed! then this snuff box shall be yours if I fail in 
compelling you to beat; a retreat. 

Lord F. And if you succeed, I place in your fair hands an un- 
limited order on my jeweller. 

Lady M. Then hostilities at once begin — there lies my gage. 
{^throwing down her glove.) 

Lord. F. There mine, {throwing down his glove.) 

Lady M. And may the best man win. fexit L. I E.) 

Lord F. Ha ! ha ! now really there is somethmg positively 
exciting about this, it beats botany hollow. I might have been 
prevailed upon to abandon my contemplated flirtation with the 
charming Emily, had I been touchingly and pathetically appealed 
to, but 1 won't be bullied out of it — no, no; now let me see, my 
first move is obviously to divert the enemy's attention — in short, 
to occupy my Lady Mayduke with her own affairs instead ot mine. 
But how ? Let me think, {walking to and fro.) 
Enter Larkins, C. from L. 

Larkins. I beg pardon, my lud. (LoRD Adonis keeps walking to 
and fro) I repeat, I beg pardon, my lud. 

Lord F. (r.) What the devil do you want? 

Larkins. (L.) To unload my bosom. After a severe struggle 
which has lacerated my feelings considerable, I find myself obleeg- 
ed to give your lordship warning. 

Lord F. Warning, and pray why? 

Larkins. That's the p'int I'm a coming to, my lud. Sir Martin 
has promised his housekeeper, Mrs. 'Opkins something 'andsome 
in the way of a wedding portion whenever she is led to_ymenial 
haltar, but when he hears that she has selected me for her wsband, 
and I am still in your ludship's service, I'm afraid he'll halter his 
mind. 

Lord F. Why ? 

Larkins. Because, my lud, it can't be very long afore Sir Martin 
makes the unpleasant diskivery that your ludship is in love with 
his wife. 



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Lord F. In love with Lady Mayduke ! what has put that stupid 
idea into your still more stupid head ? 

Larkins. The hobservation of my own heyes and the lady her- 
self. Noi two minutes ago she said to me " Larkins, these ten 
guineas is yours if you'll give me the names of those ladies for 
whom your master has professed an attachment since you have 
been in his service." 

Lord F. Well ? 

Larkins. Well, here are the ten guineas, [s hawing money.) 

Lord F. So, the enemy has lost no time in making her first move 
— I must endeavor to defeat it. 

Sir M. {without) Now, my lord, are you coming to luncheon or 
are you not ? 

Lord F. [aside) Ah, I see my plan — yes. [aloud) Larkins ! 

Larkins. My lud ? 

Lord F. This way. [beckotts Larkins l. side of stage, then with 
a loud voice, yet in a mysterious manner, as he sees SiR Martin 
entering from house R. u. E. ) Larkins, you have discovered my 
secret, and must assist me in deceiving Sir Martin. 

Sir M. [as he enters overhearing) What's that? [stopping) 

Lord F. He must never suspect the overwhehning, the devour- 
ing passion I feel for the lovely Lady Mayduke. 

Sir M. [aside) Here's a precious discovery ! 

Lord F. A passion to which I have every reason to believe her 
ladyship is not insensible. 

Sir M. [aside) The devil she isn't ? 

Lord F. Therefore he must be kept in the dark for his own sake, 
because if he were to make the discovery, he would certainly 
challenge me, and I should as certainly run him through the body. 

Sir M. [aside) The murderous villain. 

Lord F. Which I need not say would be very painful to me. 

Sir M. [aside) And not particularly pleasant for me. 

Lord F. Consequently, he must be kept as much as possible 
apart from his wife. 

Sir M. Must I.'' then I'll stick to her like her shadow. (Lord 
Adonis turns and feigns astonishfnent at seeing Sir Martin.) 

Lord F. Ah, is that you, my dear friend ? 

Sir M. [aside) He calls me his dear friend, the villain. 

Lord F. I'm sorry I shall not be able to accompany you on 
your botanical expedition this afternoon. 

Sir M. What a pity, [aside) The ruffian. 

Lord F. But Larkins will be proud to supply my place. (Larkins 
bows to Sir Martin.) 

Sir M. [aside) Will he? that's all you know about it. [aloud) I 
mean to stop at home myself ; the fact is, I don't feel very well. 

Lord F. [using his eye glass) You look bilious. 

Larkins. Looks like jaundice. 



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Lord F. Retire, Larkins. I dine with Sir Martin — indeed, I 
spend the day with Sir Martin, don't I, Sir Martin ? 

(exit Larkins c. audi..) 

Sir M. [with a grimace') Y-es. [aside) And a double distilled ass 
Sir Martin was to invite you. 

Lord F. Ah, here come the ladies. How charming Lady May- 
duke looks. Really, friend Martin, I positively envy you. 

Sir M. [aside) Damn his impudence ! 

Lady Mayduke and'E.ui'LY enter L. i e. — Lord Adonis advances 

to meet them, when Sir Martin sudden/y passes her over to the 

other side of him. 
[aside) Ha, ha! I had him there. 

Lady M. [surprised) Why, what is the matter, my dear? 

Sir M. [with pretended indifference) Nothing particular, my 
love, I'm a little warm, that's all — wheugh ! 

Lord F. The fact is, friend Martin is absolutely craving for his 
luncheon. 

Emily, [to Sir Martin) Are you ? then I am happy to relieve 
your suffering by announcing the joyful tidings that it is quite 
ready. 

Lord F. [in an undertone to Emily) Oh, that you would take 
equal compassion on ;«j sufferings. (Emily turns up stage with 
Lord Adonis.) 

Lady M. [obsetving them) They must not be alone, [leaving 
Sir Martin's arm, and about to follow them.) 

Sir M. [stopping her) Where are you going ? 

Lady M. [impatiently) To take a seat and finish my embroidery, 
that's all. 

Sir M. Then why not take a seat and finish it here ? You'll 
find it nice and cool in the sun — I mean nice and hot in the shade. 
[aside) I don't know what I'm talking about, [sits in chair r. 
Lady Mavduke hastily goes up stage and Joins Emily and Lord 
Adonis. Sir Martin turns and sees Lady Mayduke, trots up 
stage after her, and takes her arm again — the four then advance to 
front.)* 

Lady M. [anxiously to Lord Adonis) You were observing to my 
sister 

Lord F. A few very commonplace remarks respecting a private 
theatrical performance about to be given by the Duchess of Twad- 
dleton. 

Lady M. True ; the play, I believe, is the " Barber of Seville," 
and you, my lord, are doubtless selected to enact the enamoured 
lover. Count Almariva. 

* Sir Martin. Lady Mayduke. Lord Adonis. Emily. 

R. R. C. L. C. L. 



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Lord F. No, they had the impertinence to cast me for one of the 
servants — 1 forget his name — the fellow who is always sneezing. 
{vnitating) Atchi ! 

Sir M. Ecod, if you'll only play the part, I'll give you some of 
my famous sneezing powder — some of my " siflox nasum pun- 
gens." One sniff and you'll sneeze for a month. 

Lord F. You're very kind, but it is not probable that I shall 
make myself so superlatively ridiculous. 

Emily. Ha ! ha ! it certainly would have a very absurd effect. 
(imitating) Atchi ! Atchi ! I cannot conceive any man in a more 
absurd situation, [imitating again) Atchi ! ha, ha ! 

Lady M. And yet my lord, there are some ladies I could men- 
tion, who, I fancy, would enjoy such an exhibition amazingly. I 
allude to those who have been the objects of your lordship's 
numerous flirtations, [significantly, and looking at Ku\'L\.) 

Emily, [aside) Flirtations! What's that 1 hear? 

Lady M. And who, each in her turn, have been somewhat 
unceremoniously supplanted by a more attractive rival. 

Emily, [aside) Can it be possible ! 

Lord F. [annoyed, and looking anxious/y at Y.Miv,\, who appears 
indignant) 1 assure your ladyship you are quite mistaken. 

Lady M. Not I, indeed ; for instance, you cannot deny your 
open admiration for the Countess of Rosedale. No, 1 beg your 
pardon, Mrs. Griffin, the wealthy hop merchant's wife, was the 
first — then came the countess, who, in her turn, was supplanted by 
Mad'lle. Zepherine, the celebrated ballet dancer, who, in a few 
weeks herself made way for the youthful widow of General 
O' Slasher ; then came the lovely wife of the Spanish Ambassador 
— no I'm wrong again — she came after the Duchess of Roehamp- 
ton ; yes, then followed 

Lord F. [quickly) A libel — a vile libel, I assure you [aside) that 
scoundrel Larkins ain't omitted one. I'll kill him. 

Sir M. [aside) The fellow's a regular Bashaw. 

Lord F. [to Emily) You, at least, Miss Hargrave, will not 
credit this most abominable calumny, [aside) I'll kill Larkins. 

Emily, [piqued) What can it possibly signify to me, sirl [aside) 
What a dreadful man. 

Lord F. (/<7LADy M.) Once more, I assure you 

Emily, [with affected indifference) Really sister, had we not bet- 
ter change the conversation, it may amuse you, but it is really 
remarkably insipid and uninteresting to others, [poitttedly.) 

Sir M. [aside ) If Lady Mayduke cared one atom about the man, 
would she roast the man in this unmerciful way ? Of course not, 
and yet 

Enter SERVANxyh^w house, R. u. E. 

Servant. Luncheon is served. 



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Lord F. Will Miss Hargrave permit me ( offering ami.) 

Emily, [coldly) I am not hungry, and shall remain nere. [sits L.) 

Lord F. How very singular. I haven't an atom of appetite 
myself, and will keep you company. [sUs l. c.) 

Lady M. [quickly) This musn't be. Strange to say, I can't 
touch a morsel ; so we'll all three stop where we are. [sits, R. C.) 

Sir M. [aside) I'm ravenous ; but I won't budge, [aloud) How 
very odd, my appetite's gone too, vanished all of a sudden, [aside) 
I could eat one of my own coach horses, harness and all, [aloud) 
so we'll dWfoiir oi us stop where we are. [sits R.) 

Lord F. [rising) I suddenly remember 1 have a few orders to 
give to Larkins. Will you excuse me? [going C) 

Sir M. [eagerly) By all means, [aside) He's going. I shall be 
able to have a snack after all. 

Lord F. I shall soon return. 

Sir M. Don't hurry yourself, my lord. 

Lord F. [bows to Lady M., aside) 1 confess to having met with 
rather a severe check from my fair enemy, but she shall find I'm 
not defeated yet — now I'll go and kill Larkins. (exit, L. u. E.) 

Sir M. [rises and crosses to C. , quickly) How very odd. I think 
my appetite's coming back again. 

Lady M. Why my dear, the luncheon must be cleared away by 
this time. 

Sir M. The devil it is. [runs off at the top of his speed into house, 
R. u. E.) 

Emily, {rises, aside) And I was silly enough to be flattered by 
his attentions — never mind, I'll show a proper spirit — I'll lock 
myself up in my room, and have a good cry. [runs off after SiK 
Martin, r. u. e. ) 

Lady M. Victory, victory ! I have now nothing to fear, my Lord 
Viscount Fickleton, from your attentions to my sister. Ha, ha, 
poor Emily, how her eyes sparkled with indignation as I detailed 
the gentleman's numerous flirtations, [seeing Larkins, who enters 
with a letter, L. u. E. ) Ah, his valet, [to Larkins) Your master is 
not here. You have a letter I perceive — for my husband, I pre- 
sume. 

Larkins. No, my lady, it is not often that my hid's letters are in- 
tended to be seen by 'usband's eyes, [knowingly, then looking 
about him, and in a mysterious manner) It is for your ladyship s 
sister. Miss Emily 'Argrave. 

Lady M. [aside) So, so, a last and desperate effort on the part 
of the enemy, [aloud) I will give Miss Hargrave the letter. 

Re-enter Sir Martin hastily from house, r. v. e. , in the act of 
eating and swallowing. 

Sir M. [almost choking) Confound it, I've eaten so fast, I've 
been within an inch of choking myself half a dozen times. ( seeing 



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Lady M. and Larkins) Heyday, Lady Mayduke with his lord- 
ship's valet. 

Lady M. ( fo Lakkins ) Well, Mr. Larkins, am I to have his 
lordship's letter or not ? 

Sir. M. [overhearing) A letter ! 

Larkins. Well my lady, since you insist on it. {presents letter to 
Lady M., Sir M. snatches it. ) 

Sir. M. Ah, ah! {tearing the letter open.) 

Larkins. The devil! [runs out L. u. E.) 

Lady M. [very qtiick/y) What is the matter, dear ? 

Sir. M. Don't dear me — matter? This letter madam ! (showing 
letter.) 

Lady M. [reproachfully') Was intended for me. Sir Martin. 

Sir M. You confess it. She confesses it. 

Lady M. Be calm, my dear. 

Sir M. For the second time, don't dear me. Calm ! When you 
see I'm almost choking with ox tail soup — I mean indignation. 

Emily runs on from house, R. u. E. 

Emily, [alarmed^ What is the matter ? Why, I declare, brother- 
in-law, you're quite red in tlie face. 

Sir M. You'd be red in the face too, if you'd just made such a 
lunch — I mean such a discovery — as I have. 

Emily. What do you mean ? 

Sir M. This, [crosses to c, very emphatic ally)\\\2X when we see a 
thoughtless, imprudent woman, ( significantly looking at Lady M.) 
standing on the edge of a stupendous precipice — when we know 
that one step more, and over she goes 

Lady M. (r.) Ah, ah! 

Emily. (l. aside) Can he be alluding to me? ( aloud) Well, what 
next? 

Sir M. What next ? Why, of course it's our duty to save her 
because we know that if — I say if — in short if — over she goes, it's 
all up with her — no, I mean down with her — no ! up with her. 

Lady M. Ha, ha, ha ! Very poetically expressed, indeed. 

Sir M. But perhaps not sufficiently intelligible — in a word then, 
[with another emphatic look at Lady M.) Lord Fickleton is the 
stupendous precipice, ( Ym.\\m starts') he has dared to cast glances 
at a certain thoughtless and imprudent woman, (Emily fl^a/« 
starts)\\'\\o, fascinated by his brilliant exterior, without looking into 
his interior — [still pointedly, looking at Lady M.) 

Emily, [quickly) No, no ; you are mistaken. 

Sir M. Of course, it's only natural that you should wish to screen 
her. 

Emily, [nettled) Screen her! Allow me to observe, Sir Martin 
Mayduke, that I do not see the slightest necessity for your interfer- 
ing in the matter at all, there. 



ATCHI. 15 

Sir M. The deuce you don't, ha, ha! so then, when I intercept a 
letter, a love letter from Lord Fickleton to my wife — {flourishing 
letter.) 

Emily. Oh, impossible. 

Lady M. [anxiously to Sir M.) Surely you're not going to read 
the letter before Emily ? 

Sir M. I beg your pardon, I am. 

Lady M. Aloud ? 

Sir M. Very much aloud ! [reads) " Oh madam," you see the 
scoundrel mentions no Vi?cm^, [re acting) " I frankly admit the folly 
and impropriety of my past conduct, ' his /(?^/ conduct, of course, 
the villain doesn't see any impropriety in his present conduct. Oh 
dear, no, [reading a^ain) " deign then, most adorable of women, to 
restore a sincere penitent to the paths of virtue and innocence." 
Virtue and innocence — the humbug. 

Emily, [aside, and with evident pleasure ) I'm convinced the 
letter was intended for me. 

Lady M. [aside, and observing her) The letter has had the effect 
I dreaded. 

Emily. Are you quite sure that that letter was meant for Mary ? 

Sir M. Well, considering that I intercepted it at the very mo- 
ment that 

Emily. Well, but 

Sir M. I repeat at the very moment that (SirM. andYM\\.\ 

go up C. , talking in an excited ?nanner. ) 

Lady M. [aside) Well played, Lord Fickleton, a good move, but 
not necessarily a winning one. 

Emily, (l. coming down with SiR M. ) Yes, my poor dear jealous 
brother-in-law, /am the object of Lord Fickleton' s admiration, not 
Mary. 

Lady M. Hold Emily, [crosses to c.) I will not accept your gen- 
erous sacrifice. In a word, Sir Martin, [with pretended embarass- 
ment) I confess that Lord Fickleton has expressed himself to me, 
in terms which — which 

Emily. Mary ! 

Sir M. (r.) Let her go on, let her go on. Well, in terms, 
which 

Lady M. Convince rne that I am the object of his lordship's 
most unhappy, most unpardonable attachment! 

Emily. The monster ! 

SirM. [rise, toY.MWM) Thank you. [then to Lady M.) And 
you can stand there and tell me this, not only with the calmness of 
a stoic, but with the coolness of a cucumber ! 

Lady M. [smiling) My dear Sir Martin, could I prevent the man 
from falling in love with me ? 

Emily, [sharply) Of course you could. 

Sir M. Of course you could. 



1 6 ATCHI. 

Eiftily. In your place I should have — I repeat, I should have 

Sir M. So should I. {sits.) 

Lady M. [smiling] I did better than that, I reminded his lord- 
ship that I was the wife of a man I loved and honoured, the dear- 
est, kindest, and handsomest husband in the world. 

Sir M. You did ? Come to my arms, ( etnbracing'Lxiyi M.) not 
that I suspected you for a single moment. 

Lady M. {smiling) Of course not. 

Sir M. But now what's to be done with this Don Juan, this per- 
fidious peer, this vicious viscount, this fiendish Fickleton ? 

Lady M. In the first place I presume we all look upon him as a 
common enemy. 

Emily, {spitefully) I hate him. 

Sir M. I could kill him, and eat him too, if I hadn't just had my 
lunch. 

Lady M. Then his lordship must have a hint to go — one that 
he cannot misunderstand. 

Sir M. Exactly. I'll give him a hint that there can be no mistake 
about. I'll kick him out. 

Lady M. No, no. Suppose I take the matter in hand. 

Sir M. You kick him out ? My love you couldn't do it. 

Lady M. I mean give his lordship to understand that the inmates 
of Mayduke Hall no longer wish to monopolize his society. 

Sir M. Yes, of course ; I have it, suppose we entrust the affair 
to Emily. 

Lady M. {aside) No, no, that musn't be. {aloud) She wouldn't 
know what to say. 

Emily. I beg your pardon, I should look so at the man, {looking 
fiercely) and say to the man, begone ! 

Sir M.{to Lady M.) You hear — she'd look so at the man — and 
say to the man " begone." 

Lady M. {looking off, L.) Hush, the enemy's in sight. 

Sir M. Is he? Then I'll beat a retreat, {going towards house.) 

Lady M. Afraid? 

Sir M. Of him ? Not a bit, but I dread the frightful ferocity of 
my temper, so I'll leave him to you — annihilate him — demolish 
him — pulverize him — and in the meantime I'll — {aside) — I'll go 
and have a bit more lunch. (Exit into house.) 

Enter Lord Fickelton, l. u. -e.. , followed by Larkins. — The 
Ladies retire to l. 2 e. 

Lord F. {down R. c.) Clumsy rascal, to allow that letter to fall 
into Lady Mayduke' s hands. 

Larkins. My lud, I thought 

Lord F. You'd no business to think, idiot! Begone, dolt ! 
Larkins. {aside) His ludship is hangry. I'd better be hoff. 

(Exit L. U. E.) 



A TCHL I 7 

The Ladies advance, Emily c, Lady M., l. c. 

Lord F. [aside, and observing Lady M. and Emily ) The case 
is clear, that intercepted despatch of mine has damaged me ; but 
pshaw, courage mon ami. [advances) Lady Mayduke, your most 
obedient. Miss Hargrave 

Emily, {/urning her back sharply on him) I could box his ears. 

Lord F. [to Lady M.) May I inquire if anything has occurred 
to ruffle the usually placid temper of your ladyship's sister? 

Emily, [turning sharply) My temper ruffled ! You're quite mis- 
taken my lord, I happen to be in a particularly good temper. Ha, ha, 
ha! [forcing a laugh, and aside to Lady M.) Why don't you 
laugh ? [aloud) The fact is, my lord, as you entered, we were 
laughing heartily, I may say immoderately, ha, ha, ha! [aside to 
Lady M.) Laugh, [aloud), a.t a singularly amusing anecdote I 
was relating to my sister. Ha, ha, ha., [aside to Lady M.) you don't 
half laugh — [aloud) — the story runs thus, that a certain gentle- 
man 

Lady M. [interrupting) A nobleman. 

EmUy. True, a nobleman, not a gentleman, laid siege at the 
same time, to the affections of two sisters. 

Lady M. Two sisters, and at one shot — a perfect cormorant in 
love. Eh, my lord ! Ha, ha, ha ! 

Emily. A sort of double-barrelled Lothario — eh, my lord ? Ha, ha, 
ha! 

Lord F. Yes, yes. 

Emily, Well, he had almost succeeded in persuading each of the 
sisters that she was the idol of his worship, when an accident 

Lady M. An intercepted letter, I think, [pointedly.) 

Emily. Yes, accidentally delivered to the wrong sister, opened the 
eyes of both the ladies, to the real state of the case, who, uniting 
their forces against the common enemy 

Lady M. They so overwhelmed the poor lord with confusion 

Emily. So thoroughly humiliated him with ridicule — 

Lady M. That, though he came in like a lion — ha, ha ! 

Emily. He was only too glad to go out hke a lamb — ha, 
ha ! An amusing story, is it not, my lord? 

Lord F. [quietly) Very, and strange to say, it reminds me of a 
story somewhat similar, the hero of which is a nobleman also, and 
a gentleman. Shall I proceed? 

Emily, [zaith indifference) As you please. 

Lady M. [aside) Some new plan of attack, 1 fear. 

Lord F. Well, 7ny nobleman, like yours, was thrown by chance, 
into the society of two sisters ; but unlike yours, he did not divide 
his affections, but fixed them exclusively on the younger of the 
two, [looking at Emily) but unluckily he had the misfortune to 
captivate the elder, [with a smile and meaning look at Lady M.) 

Emily, [suddenly) Ah ! 



1 8 ATCHI. 

Lady M. [confused ) Pshaw ! 

Lord F. 'Tis a melancholy fact, I assure you ; the poor man 
found himself adored by one, who mistook mere civility for admi- 
ration, and common courtesy for affection. (Lady M. turns aside 
with vexation.) 

Emily, {^aside, and wit It an anxious look at Lady M.) What a 
strange comcidence ; but, no, no, it cannot be, it would be too 
dreadful, and yet 

Lord F. Well — what he dreaded, came to pass. A letter in- 
tended for the object of his devotion was intercepted by her 
rival 

Emily, [hurriedly, aside) Yes, it was so ! ( turning an angry 
look at Lady M.) 

Lord F. Who, determined on wrecking the happiness of the 
man she had been unable to entrap, did not hesitate to appropriate 
to herself 

Lady M. { suddefily) Enough, enough — I am surprised, Emily, 
that you can listen to so childish, so absurd a romance without 
laughing. Ha, ha, ha ! [forcing a laugh.) 

Emily, [with severity) What if it be true, Mary? 

Lord F. It is true, and tragic was it's termination! (z« a tragedy 
tone) For this unhappy nobleman, this interesting and much-to-be- 
commiserated victim of a calumny which robbed him of his only 
hope of happiness — [zuith a tender look at Emily.) 

Emily, [anxiously) Well 

Lord F. [drawing out his handkerchief) Destroyed himself! 
[burying his face in his hatidkerchief, arid then peeping aside at 
Emily, zc^/zt? also draws her handkerchief and wipes her eyes) Thank 
you, I see you feel for him. [in a very pathetic tone.) 

Emily. Of course I do, pity for him — anger, indignation towards 
the cruel, deceitful, wicked sister, who — who — oh, oh. ( rims sob- 
bing into house, R. u. E. ) 

Lord F. ( after a short pause, and in a conceited tone to Lady 
M.) Does my fair antagonist confess herself vanquished? 

Lady M. [aside) I have still one weapon left, and only one — 
ridicule! but how? Ah, yes, yes. [aloud) In a few moments, my 
lord, you will hear from me, if hostilities are to continue or to 
cease ; if the latter, you will I am sure, show yourself a generous 
conqueror, [courtseys and exits into house, R. u. E.) 

Lord F. I will ! By proving to you Lady May duke that, though 
frivolous and vain, I am neither profligate nor heartless, and that, 
if your sister will accept my hand — ah, she returns. 

Re-Enter EM1L.Y from house, R. U. E. 

You have taken pity on me ? 

Emily, (r. c.) I am merely an ambassador from my sister, who 
charged me with this mysterious message— 



ATCHl. 19 

Sir Martin Enters y"w;« house unobserved and listens, his face is 
much flushed and his wig awry. 

Tell Lord Fickleton that I send him this, [producing S7uiff box) as 
an acknowledg^ement of his victory and my ^^{^2x\pi;fsenting box 
to Lord F.) 

Lord F. The snuff box, I remember, the forfeit agreed upon. 

Sir M. [suddenly coming down between them) Indeed! bravo 
my lord ! Bravo my lady ! Bravo everybody, but I'll have satis- 
faction, [aside) That old ale of mine is uncommonly strong. 

Lord F. My dear Sir Martin 

Sir M. Pooh, pooh, [aside) That ale has certainly got up into my 
wig, I mean my head, [aloud to LordF.) Do you know what a 
humbug is? A man who says he's fond of botany and doesn't 
know a red cabbage from a daffodowndilly, he' s a humbug ! A 
man, who calls another man his dear friend, and makes love to 
that other man's wife, he's a humbug. Consequently my lord, 
you're two humbugs. That snuff box which my wife has justmade 
you a present of 

Lord F. Well, after all, what is there in a snuff box ? [playing 
with it, opening and shutting the lid.) 

Sir M. What is there — [taking a large pinch of snuff out of box) 
— no matter, as I said before, I'll have satisfaction, so name your 
weapons, swords, pistols, pitchforks, I don't care ; I'll be back 
directly — you hear? [sniffing the pinch of snuff violently up his nose, 
aside) but I'll have a drop more of tijat old ale first, [runs into 
house, R. u. E.) 

Emily, [about to follow him) My dear brother. 

Lord F. [stopping her) One moment ! that letter, as you must 
feel assured, was intended for you — can you doubt the sincerity of 
sentiments- — - 

Emily. Which you have already professed for so many others? 

Lord F. Nay, [aside) isn't this strange, whenever I have pro- 
fessed an affection which I did not feel, I have invariably been 
believed ; but now that I really and truly love — {mechanically tak- 
ing a pinch of snuff, then suddenly advancing to Emily) — Miss 
Hargrave — Emily, hear me, [kneeling) whileon my knees I swear. 
Atchi ! [sneezing.) 

Emily. Oh, rise my lord. 

Lord F. Not till you pronounce my — atchi — I repeat lovely 
Emily, not till you pro — nounce — my — atchi — my doom — atchi ! 
[each sneeze more violent than its predecessor.) 

Emily. If I was certain of your sincerity. 

LordF. Can you doubt it : behold me here — atchi — a suppliant 
at your — atchi — at your feet — atchi. [aside) That confounded snuff. 

Emily, [suppressing her laughter) What a bad cold you seem to 
have got. 



20 A TCHI. 

Lord F. Yes ; but what is a cold in the — atchi — in the head, 
compared to the — atchi — to the fire in my heart — atchi — [aside] — 
I shall sneeze my head off presently. 

Emily, [bursting into an tmcontroUable fit of laughter) Ha, ha, 
ha, ha! In;an't help it, ha, ha, it's so absurd — ha, ha — so exces- 
sively ridiculous, ha, ha — don't attempt to make love till your 
sneezing fit is over. 

Lord F. [aside) I think I've done now ; yes, it's all over ! (^^/OT/^) 
Once more lovely and — atchi — I repeat — atchi ! [^kere another ve^y 
loud " Atchi" is heard outside, and SiR Martin co?nes on from 
house, with a large pistol in each hand and a cavalry sword under 
each arm. Lady M. following.) 

Sir M. [confrontirig Lord F. and looking fiercely at him) Now my 
lord ! Atchi ! 

Lord F. My good Sir Martin, if you'll only — atchi ! 

Sir M. Pooh, here are swords — atchi — and pistols ; take your — 
atchi — your choice — atchi! [dtiring this Lady M. appears to be 
explaining tnatters to Emily, and they both join in hearty laughter 
at Sir M'. and Lord Fickleton.) 

Emily. Ha, ha! Why, sister, what can be the matter with both 
of the poor gentlemen 'I Ha, ha, ha ! 

Sir M. That's what I want — atchi — to know — atchi ! 

Lord F. So — so — do I — atchi ! 

Sir M. (r.) It's so infernally absurd to — atchi ! 

Lord F. To go on sneezing like this — atchi ! [crosses into L corner.) 

Lady M. Ha, ha! You've only taken a pinch of your own 
sneezing powder, my dear, [to Sir Martin.) 

Sir M. Eh ! my siflox nasum — atchi — pungens— atchi ! 

Lady M. (R. c.) Yes, placed by me in his lordship's snuffbox 
in order that he might perfect himself in the part originally 
intended for him in the Barber of Seville — that of [imitating Lord 
Fickleton's manner) one of the servants^I forget his name — the 
fellow who is always sneezing — atchi ! ha, ha ! 

Lord F. [to Lady Mayduke) It is now ^^r/r turn to show your- 
self a generous conquerer. I love — yes, truly, sincerely, love your 
sister. 

Sir M. [suddenly) Then it is Emily after all. [dropping the 
swords and pistols) My lord, I do believe you're a good hearted 
fellow after all, though you don't understand botany. 

Lord F. I beg your pardon — see this nosegay, [taking small 
nosegay out of his coat) Here is a white rose— the emblem of love, 
a liiy of the valley, the emblem of sincerity — your forgiveness, [to 
Lady Mavduke) and your sister's hand will add to the heart's 
ease, [during the above he has managed to sprinkle some snuff out 
of the box on the nosegay, which he presents to Ladv Mayduke. ) 

Lady M. [smelling nosegay) Very sweet indeed, [passing it to 
Emily.) 



A TCHl. 



21 



Emily, (^smelling it) Very. 

Sir M. {smelling it, as Lady Mayduke holds it to kim) Very. 

Lord F. [to Lady Mayduke) Your answer to my suit ? 

Lady M. Well — [Joitiiiig their hands — going between them) 
Atchi ! 

Emily, {turning away her head, and holding out her hand to 
Lord FiCKLETON)Atchi! 

Sir M. {goes between LOKD FiCKLETON and Emily, about to bless 
them) Atchi I 

Omnes. {after a short pause, then at the same time and very loud) 
Atchi ! 

Lord F. Lady M. Sir M. Emily. 

R. R. c. L. c. L. 

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Act II. On the Battlefield. — An Irishman's philosophy. — Unconscious of 
danger. — Spies in the camp. — The insult. — Risen from tlie ranks. — The colonel's prej- 
udice. — Letters from home. — The plot to ruin. — A token of love. — True to him. — 
The plotters at work. — Breaking the seals. — The meeting of husband and wife. — A 
forlorn hope. — Doomed as a spy. — A struggle for lost honor. — A soldier's death. — 
Tableau. 

Act III. Before Richmond. — The home of Mrs. De Mori. — The two docu- 
ments. — A little misunderstanding. — A deserted wife. — The truth revealed. — Brought 
to light. — Mother and child. — Rowena's sacrifice. — The American Eagle spreads his 
wings. — The spider's web. — True to himself. — The reconciliation. — A long divided 
home reunited. — The close of the war. — Tableau. 

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Old Maid. Time of playing. Two hours and a half. 

SYNOPSIS OP EVENTS. 



Act L Love vs. Impulse. — DoUer- 
Clutch's office. — A fruitless journey, a 
heap of accumulated business and a 
chapter of unparalleled impudence.^ 
News from the front. — A poor girl's 
♦rouble and a lawyer's big heart.— Hil- 
da's sad story. — "I'll see this thing 
through if it costs me a fortune'" — A 
sudden departure in search of a clue — 
The meeting of friends. — One of nature's 
noblemen. — Maitland betrays his secret 
by a slip of the tongue. — The ball at 
Beachwood. — Two spooneys.fresh from 
colleg:e,lose their heads and their hearts. 
—"Squashed, by Jupiter! ' — Trusting 
innocence and polished villainy. — The 
interrupted tryst. — An honest man's 
avowal. — A picture of charming simpli- 
city. — Murdell and Hilda meet face to 
<iace. — " I dare you to make another 
rictim !" — A ecoundrel's discomfiture. — 
Tableau. 

Act II. The Separation. — The Mait- 
land homestead. — Anastasia's doubts. — 
A warm welcome and its icy reception. 
r-Forebodings and doubts. — Father and 
eon. — Searching questions.— A domestic 
storm and a parent's command. — A 
foiled villain's wrath. — Enlisting for the 
war. — The collapse of the cowards. — 
*' It 's no u-se, 'Dolphy, the jig 's up !" — 
Hilda's sympathy and Adnenne's silent 
despair. — The result of impulse. — The 
father pleads for his son. — Anastasia 
and Doderclutch. — Coriolanus comes to 
grief. — Good and bad news. — Husband 
and wife. — Reginald demands an ex- 
planation. — A hand without a heart. — 
The separation. — A new recruit. — Too 
late; the roll is signed. — Tableau. 

Act III. Duty vs. Impulse. — Four 
years later. — A camp in the army. — 
Longings. — ."Only six miles from 
home !'' — The skeleton in the closet. — 
A father's yearning for his child. — A 
woman-hater in love. — Dollerclutch's 
dream. — A picture of camp life and fun. 
— Coriolanus has his revenge. — News 
from home. — Bollerclutch makes a big 
find. " Eureka 1 " — Proofs of Hilda's 
parentage and marriage. — A happy old 



lawyer. — "I '11 take them to Hilda!" — 
Detailed for duty. — A soldier's tempta- 
tion. — The sentinel deserts his post. — 
The snake in the grass. — "At last, I can 
humble his pride 1 " 

Act IV. The Reconciliation and 
Sequel. — At Reginald's home. — News 
from the army. — " Grant is not the man 
to acknowledge defeat !" — Adrienne and 
Hilda. — False pride is broken. — The re- 
conciliation. — " Will Reginald forgive 
me?" — Dollerclutch brings joy to Hil- 
da's heart. — "You are the daughter of 
Morris Maitland !"— The stolen docu- 
ments and the snake in the grass. — 
"Hang me if I don't see this thing 
through !" — A letter to the absent one. — 
Face to face. — The barrier of prids 
swept down. — "Reginald, I love you; 
come back!" — ^Tlie happy reunion.— An 
ominous cloud. — "I have deserted my 
post ; the penalty is death. I must re- 
turn ere my absence is discovered !" — 
The wolf in the sheeptold. — A wily 
tempter foiled. — A villain's rage. — 
"Those words have sealed your doom 1" 
— The murder and the escape. — 
Dollerclutch arrives too late. — The pur- 
suit. 

Act V. Divine Impulse. — In camp.— 
Maitland on duty. — The charge of de- 
sertion and the examination. — "I knew 
not what I did !" — The colonel's lenity.-— 
Disgrace. — News of Adrienne's murder 
is Drought to camp. — Circumstantial 
evidence fastens the murder iipon Reg- 
inald. — The court-mardal. — Convicted 
and sentenced to be shot. — Preparations 
for the execution. — • God knows I am 
innocent! " — Dollerclutch arrives in the 
nick of time. — "If you shoot that man 
you commit murder!" — The beginning 
of the end. — "Adrienne lives!" — A vil- 
lain's terror. — Adrienne appears on the 
scene. — " There is the attempted assas- 
sin !" — Divine impulse. — The reward of 
innocence and the punishment of vil- 
lainy. — Good news. — " Hurrah, the wai' 
is over; Lee has surrendered to Grant! ' 
— The happy denouement and Jlna/e.- • 
Tableau. 



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